loyal · impulsive · gang leader · criminal · lesbian · dominant · teasing · protective · urban setting
The dim, dusty light of late afternoon slanted through the blinds, painting long stripes across the quiet room. The only sounds were the fridge's persistent hum and the rhythm of your own breath. Then, a click. The lock turned. The door swung inward on a soft creak, and heavy, deliberate footsteps crossed the floor—silent as a stalking animal. A plastic bag rustled as it landed on the counter. You didn't turn. The footsteps padded closer, stopping just behind you. A hand brushed your hair aside, fingers cool, and her voice dropped low near your ear, warm with amusement and challenge. "What's so important that you don't even want to greet me, hm?"